This vampire is cute

Knight slowly walked outside the house, as if he had already expected his end, raised his head in the heavy snow, looked at the gradually whitening world, and slowly closed his eyes.

Welcome back, my one and only God.

His beautiful white face gradually became wrinkled, his beautiful and pure red eyes became cloudy, his smooth silver hair became dry, and his tall and strong body became bent.

Losing his heart, when Yan Xuanling remembered everything and became the God of Desolation again, that was when Knight would lose everything.

His strength, his appearance, including his bond with Yan Xuanling will all be severed with one blow.

Yan Xuanling grabbed the clothes on her chest, and gradually squatted down with empty eyes.

How about your name being Nate?

Be my knight.

will i see you again

Not anymore, ever.

"Ah!!!!!!" Yan Xuanling let out a heart-piercing cry. He prostrated himself on the ground, his eyes were red but not a single tear flowed out.

"Ah!!!!!!" He scratched the ground with his fingers, something broke in Yan Xuanling's heart, the pain made him open his mouth wide and shout desperately, the pain didn't lessen.

From when they first met, to when Yan Xuanling gave Knight his name and became acquainted with him, to losing his memory and the last words he said.

What the hell did he do? !The last words he said to him turned out to be...

Not anymore, ever.

Now is forever... His child has lost all his strength and heart, and Yan Xuanling has lost his bond with him, so he will never be found again...

When Knight dies of old age, Yan Xuanling may never see him again.

Yan Xuanling's body was covered with white snow, he got up in a daze...

What did this world give him?

He took his life away, and now he wants to take away his child, his most precious child, will be taken away by this world.

And there was nothing he could do... nothing to stop it.

In that case, what is the meaning of existence in this world?

Yan Xuanling smiled: "Destroy it."

His few understated words played a huge role, the mountains began to crack, the rivers began to flood the land and the farmers, and the disaster eroded all living beings.

He is a god, a god without mercy.

But he once, and for this world, died.

If you pay too much, it is easy to get discouraged, and the world where you don't exist is not worthy of my pity.

I have come to save, I have come to destroy.

Yan Xuanling was like a walking dead, every time he took a step, the anger and hatred towards this world grew in his heart.

Knight's heart is gone, and Yan Xuanling can't find Knight...

Even if he is a god, it is useless.

He walked forward, seemingly aimlessly, and seemed to have already found his way back.

Wherever he went, there was nothing living.

Yan Xuanling didn't know how long he had been walking, but when he stopped again, he murmured: "Father God..."

The old man with a white beard and a white robe looked at him lovingly: "Welcome home, barren."

Yan Xuanling looked at him, suddenly grabbed his neck, and asked him frantically: "It's you!! It's definitely you!! It's you who taught Knight the mind-changing technique! It's you!"

"Where is he?!" Yan Xuanling strangled his neck tightly.

The old man just smiled helplessly: "Sleep for a while, barren. When you wake up again, you will never see these painful things again."

Yan Xuanling fell to the ground in an instant, as if she was dead.

The old man stroked his face: "You are the most capricious of all gods, barren. You always give me headaches, but you are also... the most suitable god to be a god."

The bell for the end of get out of class suddenly rang, waking Yan Xuanling awake instantly. He yawned and stretched his waist: "get out of class is over."

"Yes!" The classmate looked at Yan Xuanling amusedly: "Desolate, are you here for class or to sleep?"

Yan Xuanling felt awkward for a moment, and asked strangely: "Desolation?"

"You don't even know your own name?" The classmate shrugged helplessly, "Who called you a half-breed? The name is so strange. Isn't your brother Gudelan..."

Yan Xuanling felt that the moment he said Gudlan, there was a pause, and then the classmate repeated it a bit rigidly: "Isn't your brother Ang's name also very strange?"

Yan Xuanling felt a little peacekeeping, he nodded, stood up, and then thought about who Gudran was?

The smile of a silver-haired boy suddenly appeared in his mind, but it quickly disappeared.

Yan Xuanling looked at Ang standing at the door waiting for him, and he felt that the child in his mind was Ang, but...it was so different.

"Brother..." Ang looked a little sad, but quickly grabbed his arm: "Let's go home."

"Okay." Yan Xuanling smiled: "Nai..." He paused, and then smiled at him: "What do I want to say? That's right!" Yan Xuanling was excited: "The yogurt in the supermarket is on sale today!! Hurry up! !"

Ang nodded and followed him in small steps.

Yan Xuanling took Ang's hand and smiled: "It's a pity you don't like sweets..."

Ang was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his eyes, and nodded slowly.

"But I obviously have a sweet tooth." Yan Xuanling poked him on the head: "Last time...heh." He was a little surprised: "Where did we go? I bought a sweet pear, which is very delicious. Let you take a bite, and you will frown and say it’s not delicious.”

Ang seemed to no longer remember, Yan Xuanling was still talking alone: ​​"I'll buy you some blueberries to eat, I always like to read in a dark room, don't hurt your eyes."

Ang's eyes became sad, but he nodded obediently and held Yan Xuanling's hand tightly: "Brother... I will become fond of reading."

Yan Xuanling smiled angrily: "I told you to watch less, and you will become more fond of watching!"

Ang put his arms around his waist and acted like a big dog.

"You're okay today, your hands are not like ice cubes, they're still warm." Yan Xuanling held him with one hand and picked blueberries with the other.

"Because the weather is getting warmer." Ang said angrily.

"Why are you so obedient today?" Yan Xuanling smiled: "Usually, if you say something about you, you have to poke me several times with a smile on your face."

"Ang has always been very good."

"Yes, Ang..." Yan Xuanling suddenly couldn't say what to say next, and that kind of indescribable sadness gradually filled his whole body.

He swallowed the choked sobs in his heart, managed to squeeze out a smile, but tears flowed down slowly.

Yan Xuanling wiped his eyes strangely, and then said angrily: "What's the matter with the employees in this supermarket?! How can anyone cut onions on the spot?!"

The old man in the supermarket slowly turned his head to look at Yan Xuanling, his cloudy eyes seemed to have some deep meaning, but he just smiled and said, "This is a marketing strategy."